I am told there are at least eight million cats and eleven million dogs in the Big Apple. Since New York is mainly concrete and steel, when you have a pet that dies, you can't just go out in the back yard and bury it. In response, city officials decided that for fifty dollars they would dispose of your pet for you. Now in that grand city was a certain enterprising lady. She thought to herself, “I can render a service.” So she placed an ad in the paper: "When your pet dies, I will take care of the carcass for $25.00." Half price! What a deal!

Here was her plan. First go to the Salvation Army and buy an old suitcase for two dollars. Then, when someone called, she took the subway to the nearest station, walked to the home, received her fee, placed the dear departed in the suitcase and left…